Hand Springs

I took my girl to go bowling downtown at the red doorAfter an argument I startedCause I thought she didn't like me anymoreI can't help it sometimes I feel pitifulAnd of course she's so young and beautifulI bought us two glasses of cokeThat's her favorite and I wanted to make up for earlierBut I dropped her glass and it brokeSo I just gave my glass to herShe laughed and so did I in our laneAnd then she went to a vending machineTo buy a candy caneBut right next to that was a boy I knewWith a spring in his handPlaying a country pinball machineCalled 'stand by your manI saw him talk to herBut I stayed in my laneAnd played my game steadyAnd was thinking of a dayWhen I'd be too old to throw a ball this heavyBut I guess I'm young nowSo it's easier to knock 'em all downThen I looked and saw her say to him'You're really hittin' that ball aroundAnd he's lookin' at her the way I didWhen I first met herI could see in his faceWhite flowersAnd cups of coffeeAnd love lettersI was sorry to interrupt their gameBut I went and did it anywayI dropped my red bowling ballThrough the glass of his machineI said 'are you quick enough to hit this ball, mr. clean?I was scared to lose herSo I couldn't help being meanAnd that ended both of our gamesI said I was sorryBut my girl left with him just the sameI thought how much I hate when love makes me act this wayI was bent over a broken pinball machineIn a bowling alley and I threw it all awayWell isn't it all just a big game?